Fri, 20 Sep, 2019

The Lady with The Mask

By Arjun Dahal

Down on the Nepal Yatayat, from Koteshwor to Kamaladi, A lady peeked into my bus, and pretending to be unknown, looking like to the sideways, starred at me. Those eyes, I had seen somewhere, for my weak eyes, except for some exceptions, seldom lies, And the lightning smile and hidden laughter, Shrouded by the doctor's mask, I guess she lost her freedom to laugh insanely, for an infamously famous person doesn't need to crack jokes. Sorry lady, but a writer must publish his work, And Nevertheless of your shyness, Thanks for igniting my poetry back.

Author’s Bio: 
Arjun Dahal is undergrad student of Physics at Tri-Chandra Campus, Tribhuvan University, Nepal. Talkative, Crazy, Funny, and Fun loving guy, his passion lies in Physics, Mathematics, Music, Literature, and Philosophy. His pen accelerates at paramount when there is a sharp downpour in the sky with roaring thunderbolts and lightning.His writings have appeared/forthcoming in Blue Marble Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, The Fable Online, Ann Arbor Review, The Recusant, Eskimo Pie, and DWIT News.